The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 65 Don't Love Anyone

Hospital SVIP ward.

After Song Xiazhi finished calling Qiao Mo, with a sweet smile on his face, he opened the door and came in.

Although Xiao Yan on the hospital bed was wearing an ordinary loose blue and white striped hospital gown, when he wore it, he still had the texture of a tuxedo.

His right shoulder was injured, and he lost a lot of blood, which weakened the domineering man a little bit. His white and cold face was even more bloodless, and he looked even more arrogant and indifferent.

Song Xiazhi stepped in and said with a faint smile, "Brother Xiao, you're awake."

Xiao Yan covered his chest with one hand and sat up with the other arm propped up.

Song Xiazhi immediately walked over quickly, supported the weak man, and raised the bed so that he could lie down comfortably.

"Brother Xiao, are you hungry? Let me peel an apple for you."

Xiao Yan only responded lightly, without much enthusiasm.

Shen Leng's gaze fell on the quiet cell phone, and Song Xiazhi also followed his gaze and noticed the man's absent-mindedness.

While peeling an apple with a fruit knife, he shook his head slightly, complained a little, and chewed his tongue in front of Xiao Yan: "Hey, I don't know what happened to sister Qiao, brother Xiao, you have suffered such a serious injury, even a phone call Not even one. Sister Qiao really went too far this time, last time, she actually gave Rong Chengmo the exact same belt as Brother Xiao..."

Xiao Yan frowned fiercely, his eyes were cold, and he glanced at Song Xiazhi who was sitting on the stool indifferently, and said in a slightly annoyed tone, "She beat her, I didn't let her come over."

Xiao Yan's tone was a bit off. After all, Song Xiazhi was young, and Xiao Yan's aura was cold. For a while, he was frightened by his sudden anger.

She shrank her neck, lowered her head and peeled the apple earnestly, bit her lips and said, "Brother Xiao, why are you attacking me. I'm just worried about you... just worried about you."

Although Xiao Yan yelled fiercely, she knew that Brother Xiao was losing his temper with Qiao Mo. As long as the truth about the belt of the same style is not revealed, it will always be in the hearts of Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo. pimple.

Xiao Yan pursed her thin lips tightly, no longer speaking, just staring at the quiet mobile phone screen.

For a long while, he didn't turn his eyes away.

Song Xiazhi on the side was a little bit jealous, but he didn't dare to explode. When he exerted force on his hand, the sharp blade cut his finger, and in an instant, thick beads of blood burst out.

She frowned slightly in pain.

Xiao Yan also frowned slightly, his eyes fell on her injured finger, and he ordered lightly: "Give me your hand."

Big hand, holding her small hand.

"be careful."

Song Xiazhi is not an ordinary person, but a sick person, so if he is injured, he must pay special attention to it.

She only looked at the man's drooping handsome face with joy, and listened to him frowning slightly and telling her to be careful.

Xiao Yan raised his eyes and met her almond eyes, the emotion in her eyes was too obvious, Xiao Yan finally let go of her hand.

"Go to the nurse to disinfect and bandage it."

There is no trace of emotion, not even the most normal concern.

She clenched her fists, the wound was obviously painful, but it was numb for an instant, her heart lost any joy.

"Okay. I'll go right now."

At night, Qiao Mo cooked black fish soup, which was hot and steaming, put it in an insulated box, and called Zhao Qian to pick it up and send it to the hospital.

Qiao Mo knew that Zhao Qian must know the address of the hospital, but Xiao Yan must have told him not to tell her.

When Zhao Qian arrived at Xiao's villa, Qiao Mo handed the black fish soup to Zhao Qian, and carefully reminded him: "Assistant Zhao, please urge Xiao Yan to drink it while it's hot, otherwise the fish soup will smell fishy when it's cold. .”

Xiao Yan has always been a picky and incomparable man, so he probably couldn't stand the fishy soup.

For the freshly boiled black fish soup, she specially boiled the pot dry before boiling the soup, and wiped the pot with ginger slices to suppress the fishy smell and ensure the deliciousness of the fish soup.

Zhao Qian, an outsider, was a little moved. He nodded, turned around and prepared to leave with the heat preservation box in his hand.

After walking a few steps, he pursed his lips and turned around, finally couldn't help but said: "Madam, since you care about BOSS so much, why don't you come and see him with me."

Although, violating Xiao Yan's order may be punished accordingly. To put it more seriously, he might lose his job because of this incident.

But Zhao Qian felt in his heart that judging from the fact that the BOSS and his wife have been together for so many days, it's not that the BOSS doesn't care about his wife. I'm afraid it's because he doesn't want his wife to see him hurt and worry about it.

But my wife will be even more restless if she can't see the boss.

Qiao Mo bit his lip slightly and hesitated, "Assistant Zhao, is it appropriate for me to go?"

In fact, Qiao Mo didn't want to hurt Zhao Qian, not because he didn't want to see Xiao Yan.

Zhao Qian let out a sigh of relief, "If you are not suitable to visit the boss and take care of the boss, then Miss Song...wouldn't be even more qualified."

Qiao Mo stared at Zhao Qian in a daze.

……

Inside the hospital ward.

Song Xiazhi's injured hand was wrapped in white gauze, and the other hand was flushing boiling water, while Xiao Yan was flipping through the documents.

I don't know whether she was intentional or not, but when she flushed the water, she was scalded.

She let out a low cry of pain, Xiao Yan raised her head and frowned slightly.

"Since your hand is injured, rest well."

These things would have been done by nurses.

Song Xiazhi was a little embarrassed, holding his reddened fingers, and could only nod his head, but said aggrievedly, "I just want to take good care of you."

The man's eyes were deep, he stared at her, and said coldly, "The best way you can take care of me is to take good care of yourself."

The words were obviously cold and emotionless, but in her heart, a little joy and emotion suddenly slipped through.

He... is he worried about her?

"Brother Xiao, since my brother left, you haven't laughed much for a long time."

Xiao Yan was as cold as ever, "I don't like to laugh."

Song Xiazhi swallowed his saliva, and asked what was lingering in his heart: "...Brother Xiao, if, I mean if, if... the person that day was me, would you be so desperate to block the bullet for me? Or Said, this honor, only sister Qiao has?"

She was so jealous that she couldn't sleep at night.

The fact that Xiao Yan blocked the bullet for Qiao Mo was a fact, she had to admit it.

Xiao Yan slightly raised his eyelids, and his thin lips were cold, "I didn't have the kindness to block bullets for her for no reason. On the one hand, she was attacked because of me. On the other hand, she was pregnant with my child. Isn't it?"

Song Xiazhi's heart skipped a beat, "Brother Xiao, what do you mean, in fact, your feelings for Sister Qiao are not deep enough to block bullets for her?"

The door of the ward was ajar and not fully closed.

Qiao Mo was carrying the fish soup, and was about to open the door to come in, when he heard Song Xiazhi's question, he suddenly stopped and stood outside the door.

Zhao Qian looked at the scene inside, saw Qiao Mo standing outside the door, and called her in a low voice: "Madam?"

Jomo still didn't respond, just quietly waiting for the answer from the door.

And through her gaze, Xiao Yan's pale handsome face showed no emotion, and there was even less emotion under his black eyes.

He moved the corner of his thin mouth slightly, glanced at Song Xiazhi indifferently, and said coldly: "I never love anyone."

Outside the door, Qiao Mo's fingers holding the heat preservation box were pale and cold.

Inside the door, Song Xiazhi continued to ask persistently: "Brother Xiao, if I was the person that day, would you... for me?"

She widened her almond eyes, staring at Xiao Yan nervously and expectantly.

Jomo clenched his heart again and stared at the man inside, only to see his lips twitching a few times.

"Yes, I will protect you."

This is what he owes her.

Song Xiazhi smiled like a flower in an instant, leaned over suddenly, and hugged Xiao Yan's neck tightly.

"I knew Brother Xiao cared about me! If Sister Qiao wasn't pregnant with Brother Xiao's child, Brother Xiao's favorite person would still be me, right?"

Jomo's eyes were blurred. The couple embracing each other inside the door hurt her eyes, and her heart was wet and muddy from the heavy rain.

And Xiao Yan, in the end, did not deny Song Xiazhi's problem.

In other words, if she, Jomo, was not pregnant with his child, she wouldn't be worthy of standing here, let alone being saved by him?
Zhao Qian felt a little sad for Qiao Mo, and asked in a low voice, "Madam, shall we go in?"

Qiao Mo sniffed, turned around and handed the black fish soup in his hand to Zhao Qian, sighing slightly, "Forget it, take it in, just pretend... I haven't been here before."

"Mrs……"

Qiao Mo frowned, her tears couldn't be stopped, and her voice was so small that it was almost stuck in her throat, she pleaded: "Assistant Zhao... Please, don't tell them I've been here... I think, Save the last bit of dignity for yourself."

Zhao Qian took a deep breath, and pushed the door in with black fish soup.

"Boss, this is..."

Zhao Qian was about to say that this is the black fish soup made by his wife, but Song Xiazhi had already got up and walked over with a smile as usual.

"Assistant Zhao, why did you bring me here so early?"

Song Xiazhi smoothly carried the heat preservation box into his arms, put it on the side table, and opened it.

black fish soup.

Song Xiazhi smiled slightly, "Brother Xiao, this is the black fish soup I made when I went out in the morning. I don't know if I have cooked it through so early. You can drink it."

The movement is smooth, and there is no flaw in it.

Xiao Yan's eyes fell on the insulation box.

Song Xiazhi poured a bowl of black fish soup and handed it to Xiao Yan, "Brother Xiao, try it, if it doesn't taste good, I will improve it next time."

Zhao Qian stood aside, frowning, trying to explain.

But Song Xiazhi turned his head and asked Zhao Qian kindly: "Assistant Zhao, do you want to drink a bowl too?"

Zhao Qian pursed his lips and said, "Thank you, no need."

It doesn't seem too good to expose Miss Song's lies face to face.

Xiao Yan, who never drank fish soup, actually drank two bowls in a row.

Song Xiazhi was in a very good mood.

Until, Xiao Yan asked Zhao Qian: "Madam has been here?"

Zhao Qian remembered that Qiao Mo asked him to keep a secret, so he had to lie: "No, because you told the boss not to tell your wife the address of the hospital, so I kept it secret."

Xiao Yan snorted coldly, "Are you so obedient?"

Zhao Qian: "..."

When Zhao Qian was about to leave, Xiao Yan suddenly spoke.

Xiao Yan told Song Xiazhi: "Go back."

She was taken aback, and stared at him suspiciously, "Brother Xiao, if I leave, won't there be no one to take care of you?"

But then, Xiao Yan didn't answer or worry about her at all, glanced at Zhao Qian, and ordered in an irresistible tone: "Send her back."

Zhao Qian nodded, "Yes."

"Brother Xiao..."

Xiao Yan didn't mean to take back her words at all, so she could only purse her lips and leave with Zhao Qian.

Xiao Yan was the only one left in the ward.

The mobile phone on the side is always quiet.

The man's slender fingers slid away from the screen, and his fingers landed on the phone number of "Joe Mo".

(End of this chapter)